The man who hurt me the most in the world went

I always felt that my grandmother had not left, and I had never even dreamed of it. It is said that it is a good thing not to dream of a deceased loved one, which means that you have gone to a good place

In 2019, I booked my ticket to go back for the summer and set off on July 29. I go back every year, just to see her. Every time I think about it, it may be the last side, and this thought is so heavy that I dare not face it

Before I went back, I heard that she was hospitalized, and she had been like this for several years, always going back and forth to the hospital several times. I thought this time she could stay a week or two and come back, as she had in the past. I secretly cheered her on and told her to wait for me

But this time she finally didn't listen to me, and it was her acute that she refused to wait for me to leave. It's only a full month away from my return

I woke up early on June 29th, and I didn't sleep soundly at night, as if I had a premonition. When I opened my phone and saw the message from my family, I knew that this day had finally come, and I was afraid and afraid that the day I was waiting for had finally come

The sword of Damocles hanging overhead fell, and I felt relieved and relieved, more than sad. From then on, I didn't have to dwell on those parting partings, I kept her in my heart, and we would never be separated

Grandma is 96 years old and has a high life, how lucky she can accompany me for so long, almost 50 years old, and grandma can still scream. Even though I was a mother, I was outspoken, saying in front of my children that my grandmother was the person I loved the most. My daughter listened to it and did not forgive, I must choose between her and my grandmother, who do I love? I said, still Grandma, love you guys to come to Japan for a long time...

Like many people, I was brought up by my grandmother, and I was a generation away. It is the eldest grandson again, enjoying more love than his cousins.

My parents were separated from each other because of their work, so they put me in my grandparents. Grandpa and Grandma also had to go to work, and at that time, people were doing revolutionary work with all their might, and the little family could not take care of it.

I was sent to a nursery, and every day when I picked someone up, I leaned on the threshold to look forward to my grandmother, and the situation is still clear. As soon as I saw her, that kind of joyful and inseparable feelings did not change until I became an adult.

When I was a child, I saw her with a full sense of security and dependence, and when I grew up, I felt that she was the me I was then, and I just wanted to give her a hug

When I reached school age, I had to leave my grandmother and return to my parents. Like a guest house with my parents, not close to me, I strive to be a good student who obeys the rules.

When it comes to winter and summer vacations, I must take the train to my grandmother's house, and only there do I feel really pampered. After the holidays, on the day I left, I always cried on the platform. The train station and the airport are the places I don't want to go to, and they have always been hurt and separated for me, but they have not met happily.

I love to eat grandma's cooked dishes, and the colors of her dishes are not necessarily good-looking, but the aroma and taste must be sufficient. I have a relative who is a first-class chef, and he admits that my grandmother's cooking is really delicious. She never used plates to cook, but large bowls, and this simple utensil made the old grandmother's private dishes more homely. I remember the thick porcelain rooster bowl she used, which is now a nostalgic collection.

When I was a child, I always wondered why my grandmother couldn't understand what I was talking, the child's understanding was weak, and the Ningbo dialect she and my grandfather spoke was a well-known and difficult dialect on the list, sleeping - sleepy, eating - cutting rice. This kind of talking differently from others made me feel that she was very special, as if only we could communicate.

Although most of what she told me was empty teaching, for example, this society is so complicated, there are too many pickpockets and scammers, and thousands of tickets must be taken when going out...

And so on, from how old I was to hear dozens of years old, it has not changed. When I have a child, it becomes a matter of going out to catch the child, don't give it to the liar.

Meet and say, call also said, do not say not to worry, she said a thousand times not tired, I listen to a thousand times not annoyed, this is what we have said for a lifetime, how can we be bored

Grandma didn't read much, but she was very interesting to talk about. I asked her if she had gone to college? She said solemnly that she had gone to physics (in the house) college, and when I was a child, I actually believed it.

When I grew up, she asked me what the unit I worked for was. I said do trade, and she listened, "Do yarn?" What is the practice of yarn? ", I am overjoyed

My two children, named Dan *Qing, but *Hua, I told my grandparents, the two old people remembered when they heard it, saying "I know, an egg white, an egg yolk", hehe really has a way, I did not expect.

I had seen an old photograph of my grandmother before, in which she was wearing a cheongsam, her hair was permed with a large curl, and she was sitting on a chair with her baby (that is, my mother), and I did not dare to associate the cute young woman in the photo with the old woman in an apron who had a rough hand because she had been doing housework for many years

Although she has to circle the pot every day in her life, she is clean and fresh, her mind is clear, and she is not half buried when she is old. The skin was white and thin, it was the smooth white porcelain. When I was a child, I always had to touch my grandmother's cheek, ice slippery, and smell the good smell of her body before I could fall asleep.

In the past, she came to my house, took pictures of her, and no matter how she changed clothes and posed, she was very cooperative, like a child who was fiddled with for the sake of stinky beauty. Seeing the photo, she was naïve and proud: "This look, saying that there are also people who believe in retired cadres."

Indeed, people who know grandma say that she is rich and noble, and she is still straight in her 90s, which is a bit majestic and introverted. Unfortunately, such a high-grade product has a thick and hard hair, as if each one is telling the fate of stubbornness and indomitability.

I always thought that if God gave her a soft and slender hair, her fate must be different

People's temper will soften with the years, but she is not, the older she is, the more sharp, like a naughty child with an obedient personality.

The fruit is fresh and not eaten, and it must be eaten until it is broken, and the rotten one is eaten. The new clothes full of cabinets are not worn, saying that they would rather burn than wear them, and they have to mend the seams of those torn clothes.

Buying her anything refused to accept. She had a bad heart and couldn't breathe, so I bought her a ventilator, and she refused to use it, so she had to find someone to send it out.

To give a few decades younger than her, people are happy to do something, saying that they have always wanted such a thing, too expensive to buy, sent to the door, both come and use it.

My grandmother was fine, because she had difficulty breathing, she couldn't lie flat all night, couldn't sleep, and would rather go to the hospital and spend money to suffer

Buy her a latex mattress, don't use it, give it away, still sleep on her brown mattress

Seal her an 800 red envelope in the New Year, and she will pay you back 1000.

The only thing she accepted was a hemorrhoid sitting circle that I bought her, worth 12 yuan...

She is like this, she must be strong everywhere, she refuses to show weakness everywhere, she can only give to others, not others to give her

I have told her many times that she is so domineering and does not give us the opportunity to fulfill her filial piety, which is actually a loss of the blessings of the younger generations.

Her temper, where can she listen to it, when she is old, she is even more intrusive, horizontal and vertical unreasonable.

She loves to be clean, as soon as the sun comes out, she has to wash the quilts and sheets, and she does not use the washing machine, afraid of water and electricity, and has to wash by hand. Her body was already weak, even if she could withstand this battle, she was admitted to the hospital every time she washed, and she didn't seem to be worried about the cost of hospitalization and nursing, anyway, she came out as usual. The three-year-old child can calculate the account clearly, she is not ignorant, but it is not that the mountains and rivers are easy to change and difficult to move

So, the last time, she was still admitted to the hospital for this reason, but this time she never came out again.

Her stubbornness and paranoia make her like a hedgehog covered in thorns, who wants to be nice to her and does not know how to get close.

Every time I wanted to go back, I had to hide from her, because she would be unhappy to know it, unhappy that I would spend money on her back.

When we met, I had to continue to lie to her, saying that there were important things to do, and I couldn't come back. In fact, I didn't do anything, just to see her.

Where in the world is there such love? Love you, but don't see you. Perhaps only love to the extreme will be presented in the opposite way.

What's even more bizarre is that I suddenly found out later that my grandmother's death day was my marriage registration date, was it to show me something? This is also a tacit understanding between the people who love it the most